Hi guys,
So... Dusseldorf.
It was a bit of a disaster when we arrived, bright and early, after taking a plane and 4 buses, to find that the hostel we had booked actually resided in another city - Cologne. How was I to know that "Koln" on the internet booking page referred to the famous city, and not to a district of Dusseldorf! Anyhow, it was not entirely my fuck up and so we didnt get charged, and we managed to find another place to stay - equally as romantic - a tiny room with 2 single beds. Sharing the narrow bed with adrians toes as my cuddling companion... needless to say a back ache wasn't my only issue with the sleeping arrangements.
Moving swiftly along, I did lots of shopping, and New Years Eve was mental, mental good not mental bad! White Sensation: 40,000 young people, all dressed in white, the colours of the lights reflecting off the crowd, and just house music playing all night, it was a dream come true! The intial theme was love, and there were intervals with dancers, and gymnastics, costumes and bright lights, and then they showed this really thoughtful video for the New Years Countdown, with a really profound message to make us think a little, (all in english!) and then the theme changed to the dark side of love, with pyrotechnics, and deep reds and blues and fire everywhere. It was really well designed!
Eric Morillo played, who we saw at creamfields, and he was good, but then this dj Axwell started - he also plays in the Swedish House Mafia who are a 3 person dj "team" who played at creamfields as well - they are really crazy, playing everything from tribal to electronic... but this guy Axwell on his own - he blew me away! He was the best I've heard so far. He played pure house but he played very little from what he has made commercial, it was just the blending and joining of complex sounds and making it work, it was incredible! It felt like he was just composing on the spot, and I surrendered to his genius. It was a magic 2 hours, I didnt want it to end - and he played at like 2.45, and my feet were in pain, but when he started playing, the pain left my body, I felt like my feet could dance forever. I'm so glad I got to see him, cos he's just being discovered this year - I'm scared when he gets more famous, he'll get more commercial, and he'll lose the individuality, the uniqueness of his sound.
So, now the downsides: I felt the people who were at the event weren't really into it - maybe the Germans don't take enough drugs or something - I mean I don't take drugs either, but they just seemed a little dull. I guess it was a big event to expect everyone to just be there for the music - they came to have somewhere to go to on New Years Eve. But I would love to go when its on in Amsterdam, (usually its on in Amsterdam, this is the first time I think its been on in Germany) with the energy created by people who are enjoying the music, and appreciating it.
Plus - they smoke. And Jesus they smoke a lot! I just wasn't used to it. The place filled up with smoke, and it didn't leave until they ran out of cigarettes, thankfully, at about 3! I felt my lungs aged by about 6 years in that environment!!
Apart from that, it was brill, and the music made it all worth it.
Happy new year everyone, hope 2008 is smashing for each and everyone of us xxx
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Jordan the arid land!!!!!
This is a really interesting photo that i took outside of a little restaurant and you see them all over the place in Syria.
-Mahmoud Ahmadinejad (Iran's president)
-Bashaar al-Assad (Syrian president)
-Hassan Nasrallah (Secretary General Hezbollah)
The TRIAD OF EVIL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Jordan was really really cool, when i was in Damascus Syria i met loads of people who have been in Jordan before being in Syria and they all said that Syria was so much nicer than Jordan and the same with people. Everyone pretty much felt in love with Syria. I was not so bias and i just let myself be impressed by Jordan . The last day i was in Damascus i didn't have a nice experience although. I was in the taxi-Bus station to get a cab for Amman Jordan and when i first arrived to the station one boy approached me and said: Oh you are going to Amman come here that i have a CAb!!! He took me to the car which was a brand new car really modern in comparison with the rest of the cabs around and then I haggle over the price. This was extremely difficult because none of the boys who were offering the service spoke a word of english!!!! So it was really difficult it was all through Arabic, after that they called one guy who spoke english a bit more and told me that it was a real cab and that it was all cool. I trusted the guy into believing that he was a real taxi driver so now it was all a matter of waiting for more people to join the cab because they are all shared cabs in the middle east unless you pay for a private service. A couple of minutes later he asked me for my passport because apparently they had to fill in some sort of forms that everyone who is crossing the border into Jordan is meant to have, although i made the stupid mistake of giving him my passport. Six minutes later i asked one of the guys of where the hell his partner was?? He responded in a very oblivious way and started asking me for money for some strange reason so then i was FUCK!!!!!!!!!! The other guy is now going to run away with my passport and imagine being in syria with no passport considering that Syria us such a difficult country to travel around. A couple of minutes later after i gave him 3 euros as the price to go and look for the boy who took my passport and still didn't see a shadow of him and then i though i was so screwed!!!!!!!! I started getting a bit crazy and then all of a sudden i saw the boy and asked him for it. He acted as if i never gave him anything and all of a sudden another guy totally unrelated with the current transaction gave it to me. I was so relieved. It was a really difficult that day. It took so much energy out of me and once more i realized that it's not so easy to travel in the middle east at all.

Then managed to get to Jordan-Amman and then took a bus to Petra, although before i went t to Jordan I investigated of a good guide who could take me to the Wadi rum desert.
I manage to get into Jordan and then went to the wadi rum desert and met this guy called Aodeh. He is a Bedouin and he makes tours all along the Wadi rum desert. He took me all along the desert for 2 days and manage to sleep in the open air at nite it was great it was not cold at all!!!!! The Wadi rum is such AN AMAZING desert is just completely amazing its just so beautiful.
The second day he took me to a really remote place close to Saudi Arabia with no tourists at all and I met a Bedouin who lives in the desert all by himself. He didn't have a real house. He lived under a rock literally and he has been living alone in the desert for 30 years apparently. It was surreal to meet someone like that and realizing how could there be human in the current 'Modern Age' living like that??? Mubarak, Aodeh's partner was the guy who drove me along the desert and he cooked me really good Bedouin food.The tent was really amazing really relaxing (Aodeh's tent) and the stars at nite are just unbelievable its just so incredible i couldn't believe we live in such a great cosmos where the hell are we????????



So then i went to petra really amazing as well everyone should really go and see. It is unbelievable as well. I stayed there for 3 days just exploring all the amazing sites and met a really nice guy from Taiwan who offered me to take a picture (I had no camera at that stage) and send it over by email. A couple of days later i went to Amman and the most important part was that i met incredibly friendly people too. I was just walking down the street and all of a sudden one guy call me over and offer me to sit right next to him just to have a conversation. He was Palestinian and stayed in prison for 6 years. It was really great to meet someone like him adding the fact that he invited me some coffee, later on another guy came over but he didn't speak a word of english but he was so nice and welcoming is just crazy how people in this big city could be so incredibly welcoming and friendly that was the big lesson we are all giving humans deep down inside or not so deep down. We are just so full and full of fear of rejection or of being hurt etc etc.....It's and old story.


Adrian
-Mahmoud Ahmadinejad (Iran's president)
-Bashaar al-Assad (Syrian president)
-Hassan Nasrallah (Secretary General Hezbollah)
The TRIAD OF EVIL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jordan was really really cool, when i was in Damascus Syria i met loads of people who have been in Jordan before being in Syria and they all said that Syria was so much nicer than Jordan and the same with people. Everyone pretty much felt in love with Syria. I was not so bias and i just let myself be impressed by Jordan . The last day i was in Damascus i didn't have a nice experience although. I was in the taxi-Bus station to get a cab for Amman Jordan and when i first arrived to the station one boy approached me and said: Oh you are going to Amman come here that i have a CAb!!! He took me to the car which was a brand new car really modern in comparison with the rest of the cabs around and then I haggle over the price. This was extremely difficult because none of the boys who were offering the service spoke a word of english!!!! So it was really difficult it was all through Arabic, after that they called one guy who spoke english a bit more and told me that it was a real cab and that it was all cool. I trusted the guy into believing that he was a real taxi driver so now it was all a matter of waiting for more people to join the cab because they are all shared cabs in the middle east unless you pay for a private service. A couple of minutes later he asked me for my passport because apparently they had to fill in some sort of forms that everyone who is crossing the border into Jordan is meant to have, although i made the stupid mistake of giving him my passport. Six minutes later i asked one of the guys of where the hell his partner was?? He responded in a very oblivious way and started asking me for money for some strange reason so then i was FUCK!!!!!!!!!! The other guy is now going to run away with my passport and imagine being in syria with no passport considering that Syria us such a difficult country to travel around. A couple of minutes later after i gave him 3 euros as the price to go and look for the boy who took my passport and still didn't see a shadow of him and then i though i was so screwed!!!!!!!! I started getting a bit crazy and then all of a sudden i saw the boy and asked him for it. He acted as if i never gave him anything and all of a sudden another guy totally unrelated with the current transaction gave it to me. I was so relieved. It was a really difficult that day. It took so much energy out of me and once more i realized that it's not so easy to travel in the middle east at all.
Then managed to get to Jordan-Amman and then took a bus to Petra, although before i went t to Jordan I investigated of a good guide who could take me to the Wadi rum desert.
I manage to get into Jordan and then went to the wadi rum desert and met this guy called Aodeh. He is a Bedouin and he makes tours all along the Wadi rum desert. He took me all along the desert for 2 days and manage to sleep in the open air at nite it was great it was not cold at all!!!!! The Wadi rum is such AN AMAZING desert is just completely amazing its just so beautiful.
The second day he took me to a really remote place close to Saudi Arabia with no tourists at all and I met a Bedouin who lives in the desert all by himself. He didn't have a real house. He lived under a rock literally and he has been living alone in the desert for 30 years apparently. It was surreal to meet someone like that and realizing how could there be human in the current 'Modern Age' living like that??? Mubarak, Aodeh's partner was the guy who drove me along the desert and he cooked me really good Bedouin food.The tent was really amazing really relaxing (Aodeh's tent) and the stars at nite are just unbelievable its just so incredible i couldn't believe we live in such a great cosmos where the hell are we????????
So then i went to petra really amazing as well everyone should really go and see. It is unbelievable as well. I stayed there for 3 days just exploring all the amazing sites and met a really nice guy from Taiwan who offered me to take a picture (I had no camera at that stage) and send it over by email. A couple of days later i went to Amman and the most important part was that i met incredibly friendly people too. I was just walking down the street and all of a sudden one guy call me over and offer me to sit right next to him just to have a conversation. He was Palestinian and stayed in prison for 6 years. It was really great to meet someone like him adding the fact that he invited me some coffee, later on another guy came over but he didn't speak a word of english but he was so nice and welcoming is just crazy how people in this big city could be so incredibly welcoming and friendly that was the big lesson we are all giving humans deep down inside or not so deep down. We are just so full and full of fear of rejection or of being hurt etc etc.....It's and old story.
Adrian
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Shopping Addict
Hey guys, if you have a chance, watch this video - the first few bits are obvious, but when she gets to the consumption and disposal stuff its kinda scary.
http://www.storyofstuff.com/index.html
It was only yesterday that I saw a woman crossing the street, and I noticed her shoes - They were the old fashioned heels, like the one in the picture:

(Even when I was looking for this picture, I saw so many nice shoes, I am so weak, I want them all!!)
This video spoke to me about how I am being tricked into being a consumer: I mean how recently would I have thought these shoes are mingin... and now, just by seeing them on sale everywhere, and in magazines, and worn by the celebs... they are suddenly delectable! Its insane!
The american economist, Victor Lebow said the following in the 1950's:
"Our enormously productive ecomony demands that we make consumption our way of life, that we convert the buying and use of goods into rituals, that we seek our spiritual satisfaction, our ego satisfaction, in consumption... we need things consumed, burned up, replaced and discarded at an ever-accelerating rate."
Its crazy, but I feel personally, at the moment, that I can sometimes use shopping as a method of filling my soul. And that scares the shit out of me! I wish I didn't feel this need, to own stuff, or to look pretty. As I cycle a lot, I tend to people watch, its an addiction! I'm hooked!
I know deep down that spending my hard earned cash on good food, and good times is much more important than the buzz I feel from wearing new shoes, but with Christmas around the corner, and new shops opening everywhere (has anyone seen Limerick lately? Its superb!) its hard not to jump on the bandwagon, and buy, buy, buy!
That said, I was aware of the problem, so I started bringing my journal to work, and writing during my breaks instead of shopping... but now that I've seen this video, I'm more determined not to let myself be brainwashed into thinking the latest fashions will soothe my soul.
Happy christmas shopping!!
love el xx
http://www.storyofstuff.com/index.html
It was only yesterday that I saw a woman crossing the street, and I noticed her shoes - They were the old fashioned heels, like the one in the picture:

(Even when I was looking for this picture, I saw so many nice shoes, I am so weak, I want them all!!)
This video spoke to me about how I am being tricked into being a consumer: I mean how recently would I have thought these shoes are mingin... and now, just by seeing them on sale everywhere, and in magazines, and worn by the celebs... they are suddenly delectable! Its insane!
The american economist, Victor Lebow said the following in the 1950's:
"Our enormously productive ecomony demands that we make consumption our way of life, that we convert the buying and use of goods into rituals, that we seek our spiritual satisfaction, our ego satisfaction, in consumption... we need things consumed, burned up, replaced and discarded at an ever-accelerating rate."
Its crazy, but I feel personally, at the moment, that I can sometimes use shopping as a method of filling my soul. And that scares the shit out of me! I wish I didn't feel this need, to own stuff, or to look pretty. As I cycle a lot, I tend to people watch, its an addiction! I'm hooked!
I know deep down that spending my hard earned cash on good food, and good times is much more important than the buzz I feel from wearing new shoes, but with Christmas around the corner, and new shops opening everywhere (has anyone seen Limerick lately? Its superb!) its hard not to jump on the bandwagon, and buy, buy, buy!
That said, I was aware of the problem, so I started bringing my journal to work, and writing during my breaks instead of shopping... but now that I've seen this video, I'm more determined not to let myself be brainwashed into thinking the latest fashions will soothe my soul.
Happy christmas shopping!!
love el xx
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Work issues
Yesterday I had a shit day at work. I met my new friend afterwards, (we were meant to play squash but the courts were full so we settled for having a drink instead) and I was able to scream and shout and let it all out!
So in the midst of us both moaning, I felt myself being carried along on the bandwagon, finding more and more things to complain about! All of a sudden I started feeling pissed off - I have been through a lot of shit, and I was pissed off that I had already forgotten the most fundamental thing that I learned: No one has a perfect life. Happiness is not given to you - you have to go and get it. There is no such thing as "when I have a better job, then I'll be happy". Fair enough, you may feel less bad on a daily basis, but you cannot rely on your job to be the thing that needs to change in order for your life to be happier - YOU have to change. Plus!: Sitting around complaining is not gonna get us a better job! We have to go find it! We have this idea when we are struggling, that everyone else is happier, or luckier. But I remember, when I was sick, and even now, it is impossible to find people who are without problems in their lives. And there is no way to measure whose problem is larger, or more important.
I interrupted her in mid sob story, and asked her to name 5 good things in her life. She told me it was impossible, but I insisted. I didnt want to be telling her what to do, I know that perhaps I would have gotten better results if I had trained as a psychologist - if I was able to ask her the correct questions so that she could come to the conclusion by herself, but this exercise was as much for me as for her, and I felt I needed to at least plant a "positive thinking" seed in her brain...
So she did so. And we created this lovely bond between us, that ok, work can be tough sometimes, and maybe we need to start looking for other jobs, or at least speak up about our problems and try and sort them out. But to sit in our negativity, and moan, we both felt like shit doing it. Sometimes life gives us a hard situation to deal with, and by reliving the drama and the pain, by dwelling in the awfulness of the situation, we do ourselves no good. The sooner we can accept that this is the way things are going to be - in my friends case, for 2 years; in my case - until I start making money from other sources! the easier it will be to just rise above it.
When I came home I remembered Sunny Jacobs, who I wrote about ages ago - she was happy living on Death row, in a tiny little cell, alone. And I remembered how I managed to feel positive even being told I had 2 years to live, with no boob, with an open wound in my chest, with no hair, with physical pain from chemo... In that state I realised that all I need is hope - hope that the pain will go away, and hope that I will get better; and love from my family and friends. All the rest is bullshit. When I felt well again, it was the most beautiful feeling - that all I need is to not feel that ache in my brain from the drugs.
Ok, my job is not perfect, but I earn a bit of money, I've made a friend, and I am not sitting alone at home everyday. I am learning about people, and about illnesses, and I am learning how to deal with my inability to take orders! Its just so hard, to keep remembering - that all this is extra - that all I need to be happy is to be well and to have love, and to remember to look on the bright side of life. Screw Maslow's pyramid.
So my gratitude for life has been lost, and I am trying to find it again. I guess I just have gotten so used to being well... Long may it last.
I hope you all had a smashing day at work, or if you didnt, that you can take the time to list 5 good things in your life, and try to remember that theres more to life than work, even though it doesnt seem that way sometimes...
Love el xx
So in the midst of us both moaning, I felt myself being carried along on the bandwagon, finding more and more things to complain about! All of a sudden I started feeling pissed off - I have been through a lot of shit, and I was pissed off that I had already forgotten the most fundamental thing that I learned: No one has a perfect life. Happiness is not given to you - you have to go and get it. There is no such thing as "when I have a better job, then I'll be happy". Fair enough, you may feel less bad on a daily basis, but you cannot rely on your job to be the thing that needs to change in order for your life to be happier - YOU have to change. Plus!: Sitting around complaining is not gonna get us a better job! We have to go find it! We have this idea when we are struggling, that everyone else is happier, or luckier. But I remember, when I was sick, and even now, it is impossible to find people who are without problems in their lives. And there is no way to measure whose problem is larger, or more important.
I interrupted her in mid sob story, and asked her to name 5 good things in her life. She told me it was impossible, but I insisted. I didnt want to be telling her what to do, I know that perhaps I would have gotten better results if I had trained as a psychologist - if I was able to ask her the correct questions so that she could come to the conclusion by herself, but this exercise was as much for me as for her, and I felt I needed to at least plant a "positive thinking" seed in her brain...
So she did so. And we created this lovely bond between us, that ok, work can be tough sometimes, and maybe we need to start looking for other jobs, or at least speak up about our problems and try and sort them out. But to sit in our negativity, and moan, we both felt like shit doing it. Sometimes life gives us a hard situation to deal with, and by reliving the drama and the pain, by dwelling in the awfulness of the situation, we do ourselves no good. The sooner we can accept that this is the way things are going to be - in my friends case, for 2 years; in my case - until I start making money from other sources! the easier it will be to just rise above it.
When I came home I remembered Sunny Jacobs, who I wrote about ages ago - she was happy living on Death row, in a tiny little cell, alone. And I remembered how I managed to feel positive even being told I had 2 years to live, with no boob, with an open wound in my chest, with no hair, with physical pain from chemo... In that state I realised that all I need is hope - hope that the pain will go away, and hope that I will get better; and love from my family and friends. All the rest is bullshit. When I felt well again, it was the most beautiful feeling - that all I need is to not feel that ache in my brain from the drugs.
Ok, my job is not perfect, but I earn a bit of money, I've made a friend, and I am not sitting alone at home everyday. I am learning about people, and about illnesses, and I am learning how to deal with my inability to take orders! Its just so hard, to keep remembering - that all this is extra - that all I need to be happy is to be well and to have love, and to remember to look on the bright side of life. Screw Maslow's pyramid.
So my gratitude for life has been lost, and I am trying to find it again. I guess I just have gotten so used to being well... Long may it last.
I hope you all had a smashing day at work, or if you didnt, that you can take the time to list 5 good things in your life, and try to remember that theres more to life than work, even though it doesnt seem that way sometimes...
Love el xx
Monday, November 26, 2007
The Middle East Experience
Since Ellen is not writing anymore in the blog because she doesn't like the fact that people know about her life constantly and she doesn't know anything about others life i'll keep writing no matter what especially since i have so much to say as well.
Well first of all I went to Jordan and Syria for 16 days. I just loved Syria it was such an amazing experience like it was just one of those trips in which i really learned loads and got to meet amazing people.The interesting thing about all this is the fact that when i told people that i was going to the middle east they were like WOW that is something by itself and then when i said i was going to Syria everyone was like Jesus that is going to be dangerous and not only that i also went by myself which added excitement to the hot pot of soup, and even if you log into the US department of state they quote basically don't go because is dangerous. Well first of all its all media. Syria is one of the safest countries i have ever been and its all Media brainwash. The western world is brainwashing all their citizens into believing that the world is a dangerous place and everyone keeps living with fear and therefore more controllable reducing the possibility for humans to exercise a more pure form of free will and conscious choice. In addition specially Syrians and some Jordanians were incredibly amazing so so so incredibly friendly and i was freaken shocked. Syrians opened their arms and said welcome to our home and that was incredibly amazing and if a Syrian knows an English word that would be 'welcome' because that is the first thing they say when they see you on the street which is Welcome Welcome to Syria can you imagine those words coming from Arab terrorist?? not only that they see ya they talk to you ask about your life, country, family, work, beliefs, religion, likes and dislikes (without asking for any money) and they wish you a good trip in Syria and happy life fancy that (I am Not exaggerating)!!!!!.
The biggest lesson in short was that people by nature are capable of giving love, but at the same time there is incredible fear of such a risky act. I believe and know that this a fundamental human act that could sustain us living in the current desperate world that we live in full of poverty, hatred, war and disbelieve. I believe human beings are good by nature but sometimes is just hard to see it and believe it and especially being able to "give" it and "receive" it. We are also so full of prejudice and preconceptions about people, ideas and places that blurs everything around us with a tainted and deviated perception that in a way stops this inner human act of giving and receiving.
Syria
This is in Damascus Omayyad mosque one of the islam's greatest architertural monuments and it has an incredible peaceful atmosphere. Plus Damascus incredible old city would just blow you away.

Spice stall in Aleppo Souk (Aleppo Market) you can tell how important Syria was for the east ern trade in earlier centuries.

Gold Souk

Apamea This is a Roman city from the 4th and 5th century these are the columns if the main street you can feel how the roman had such an incredible power.

This is an old man selling Spices in little bags i was just shocked by the simplicity of the trade and how this probably 65 year old man makes a living out of bags with spices, i wonder how many children he has and a wife to support since muslim don't work in the regular trade at least in Syria? Would that be enough to make a proper living????????

This is in Damascus and as you can see there is a little boy at the back with a funky custom giving a sort of flavored water . The first day i arrived in Syria a committed the mistake of drinking a glass of that water because the boy was extremely persistent so i took the glass and zip down the contents which cause me a serious diarrhea which didn't go away for 24 hours and i ended up taking antibiotics to get rid of the bacteria. Although Syrian food is incredibly beautiful.

Anyway hope i made it clear enough. There is just an incredible world out there!, full of incredible people this fact just gives me a sense of peace .
I'll put a post for Jordan soon enough
Adrian
Well first of all I went to Jordan and Syria for 16 days. I just loved Syria it was such an amazing experience like it was just one of those trips in which i really learned loads and got to meet amazing people.The interesting thing about all this is the fact that when i told people that i was going to the middle east they were like WOW that is something by itself and then when i said i was going to Syria everyone was like Jesus that is going to be dangerous and not only that i also went by myself which added excitement to the hot pot of soup, and even if you log into the US department of state they quote basically don't go because is dangerous. Well first of all its all media. Syria is one of the safest countries i have ever been and its all Media brainwash. The western world is brainwashing all their citizens into believing that the world is a dangerous place and everyone keeps living with fear and therefore more controllable reducing the possibility for humans to exercise a more pure form of free will and conscious choice. In addition specially Syrians and some Jordanians were incredibly amazing so so so incredibly friendly and i was freaken shocked. Syrians opened their arms and said welcome to our home and that was incredibly amazing and if a Syrian knows an English word that would be 'welcome' because that is the first thing they say when they see you on the street which is Welcome Welcome to Syria can you imagine those words coming from Arab terrorist?? not only that they see ya they talk to you ask about your life, country, family, work, beliefs, religion, likes and dislikes (without asking for any money) and they wish you a good trip in Syria and happy life fancy that (I am Not exaggerating)!!!!!.
The biggest lesson in short was that people by nature are capable of giving love, but at the same time there is incredible fear of such a risky act. I believe and know that this a fundamental human act that could sustain us living in the current desperate world that we live in full of poverty, hatred, war and disbelieve. I believe human beings are good by nature but sometimes is just hard to see it and believe it and especially being able to "give" it and "receive" it. We are also so full of prejudice and preconceptions about people, ideas and places that blurs everything around us with a tainted and deviated perception that in a way stops this inner human act of giving and receiving.
Syria
This is in Damascus Omayyad mosque one of the islam's greatest architertural monuments and it has an incredible peaceful atmosphere. Plus Damascus incredible old city would just blow you away.
Spice stall in Aleppo Souk (Aleppo Market) you can tell how important Syria was for the east ern trade in earlier centuries.
Gold Souk
Apamea This is a Roman city from the 4th and 5th century these are the columns if the main street you can feel how the roman had such an incredible power.
This is an old man selling Spices in little bags i was just shocked by the simplicity of the trade and how this probably 65 year old man makes a living out of bags with spices, i wonder how many children he has and a wife to support since muslim don't work in the regular trade at least in Syria? Would that be enough to make a proper living????????
This is in Damascus and as you can see there is a little boy at the back with a funky custom giving a sort of flavored water . The first day i arrived in Syria a committed the mistake of drinking a glass of that water because the boy was extremely persistent so i took the glass and zip down the contents which cause me a serious diarrhea which didn't go away for 24 hours and i ended up taking antibiotics to get rid of the bacteria. Although Syrian food is incredibly beautiful.
Anyway hope i made it clear enough. There is just an incredible world out there!, full of incredible people this fact just gives me a sense of peace .
I'll put a post for Jordan soon enough
Adrian
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Limerick
Hi everyone!
Adrians news is great, but as you probably gathered, I am not going with him. I am happy to have a bit of stability in my life, and those shelves won't restock themselves!! :)
I discovered something surprising today... that I love Limerick. My dad said recently that no one would choose to live in Limerick, but today especially, I wanted to be here. I love the people (not all of them of course!), but they are just so REAL. On an average day I now encounter so many, and the amount of good humoured, chatty folk is uplifting. The acts of unexpected kindness, such as the donating of parking tickets, "there's still a good hour and a half left on that", and the passing comments from strangers, "what did you do with your hair today? Mine's the same, curly, crazy! can't do anything with it!" There's still a huge community here, at least in parts of the city, and its nice to feel part of something, something large, and undefined, an undercurrent of familiarity, of caring natures, and the common need for people to just belong somewhere.
Have a good weekend,
Love el xx
Adrians news is great, but as you probably gathered, I am not going with him. I am happy to have a bit of stability in my life, and those shelves won't restock themselves!! :)
I discovered something surprising today... that I love Limerick. My dad said recently that no one would choose to live in Limerick, but today especially, I wanted to be here. I love the people (not all of them of course!), but they are just so REAL. On an average day I now encounter so many, and the amount of good humoured, chatty folk is uplifting. The acts of unexpected kindness, such as the donating of parking tickets, "there's still a good hour and a half left on that", and the passing comments from strangers, "what did you do with your hair today? Mine's the same, curly, crazy! can't do anything with it!" There's still a huge community here, at least in parts of the city, and its nice to feel part of something, something large, and undefined, an undercurrent of familiarity, of caring natures, and the common need for people to just belong somewhere.
Have a good weekend,
Love el xx
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Jordan And Syria
Hello everyone, i have cool news. I just bought my ticket to the middle east im flying to Jordan and Syria and probably Jerusalem for 2 weeks and im really really excited as a matter a fact i have never been to the middle east before. I have read great things about Syria and its a great country to visit and well Jordan has petra which its amazing, also i joined the allianse francoise for some french classes i took 3 years of french at college so i dont want to loose it all. My teacher is french of course and all my classmates hava a incredible level very very good for anglophones, since you know spanish is very closed to french but still different. Anyway loving Ireland and the job is quite good its crazy to see how much Irish people travel abroad, like i never seen anything quite like it its pretty much a country of travelers and i love that because it brings a huge diversity into the Irish culture by itself, also had Mariead's party last week end it was really good cos i got to talk with pretty much everyone and also met a big group of frenchies and got to speak some french and spanish because one of the frenchies spoke prefect spanish so that was great anyway i'll keep you posted
Jordan

Syria

Adrian
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